Chapter 213 The Magical Use of Shuangquan Hands The twenty-fifth day of the seventh lunar a deserted village on the outskirts of a county town in the south of the Yangtze River, a bonfire was flickering in a dilapidated wooden house. Duanmu Ying and Zhang Huaiyi, who had been on the run for nearly half a month, were hiding here. They looked tired and kept silent, just staring at the rabbit roasting in the fire, starving to death. For more than ten days, they have been fighting non-stop, dealing with batch after batch of strange people chasing after them. Even Zhang Huaiyi, who is proficient in golden light and thunder magic, has been exhausted and injured. Facing the elites of the Wang and Lu families, as well as the Huode Sect, the Shuzi Sect, and the Shaolin, he was able to take advantage of his Qi body and defeat them; However, when he encountered the elders of Yanwu Hall of the Henglian faction and the Liuyun Sword, who used swordsmanship to kill, Zhang Huaiyi was in crisis again and again and was bleeding on the spot. If it were not for Duanmu Ying's help to heal his injuries, he would have died long ago. The two shared life and death, joined forces to break out of the siege, and were each other's indispensable comrades-in-arms. During this period, as the battles became more frequent, Zhang Huaiyi's mastery of the source of Qi was also growing rapidly. This unique skill is not limited to dispersing the enemy's Qi. After it is activated, the five senses and physical strength will be significantly improved, and the Qi consumed by the thunder method will be about half less than before. Where did Qi go? The effect obtained by maintaining the source of Qi is also very good. The power of thunder magic will be stronger than ever before. However, Zhang Huaiyi did not feel the slightest bit of joy during the murderous pursuit.
Even though he knew that if he survived this disaster and diligently practiced the origin of Qi in the future, it would be almost certain that he would become a top master in the world, he was still at a loss. According to Senior Dou from the Secret Painting Sect, the war might end next year. What should he do in the long years to come? There was no place for him in the martial arts world, and he didn't dare go back to Longhu Mountain to see his master again. If he gets married and has children, it might bring trouble to future generations. With the various underworld factions and spies spread all over the country, it is only a matter of time before his whereabouts are exposed. The spirit of the god that I had been longing for was obtained, and it seemed that it was just that; Zhang Huaiyi couldn't say whether he regretted it or not, and he didn't dare to say that if he hadn't kept the appointment and sworn brotherhood with the devil, he would have been living a better life on Longhu Mountain than he is now. He knew his own character. If he really stayed in the mountains, perhaps someone would take his place. When the news of the Eight Wonders spread throughout the world, Zhang Huaiyi was sure that he would probably feel regret and greed. Destiny is like an arrow, once it has shot, there is no turning back. Just as he was daydreaming, Duanmu Ying seemed to have made a decision. She thought hard for a long time, then opened her red lips and said: "Brother Huaiyi, how about we go abroad?" "what?" Zhang Huaiyi was stunned, and felt that this idea seemed to be indeed a good one. Going to a foreign country on the other side of the ocean, the sky would be high and the seas would be vast, and the claws of those guys on the mainland would not be able to reach so far. But soon, he was in trouble again, frowning: "How will the ferry to the sea be arranged? I suspect that the Wang and Lu families will place spies at the major docks." "Don't worry about that." Duanmu Ying smiled with relief: "I have my own way. If I go out alone, I'm afraid something might happen on the way, but if Brother Huaiyi is here, then there shouldn't be any problem." "As long as they can get off the ship successfully, New York is so big, they are unfamiliar with the place and don't speak English, so they will have no chance of finding us." Zhang Huaiyi was moved and thought that this seemed to be the case. He had been practicing in the mountains since he was young and had not had much time to travel. He had never seen the full picture of the prosperity of the capital. Now that I have such an opportunity, I might as well go abroad and see the outside world. I can treat it as a new form of practice. It can also help me avoid being hunted down, killing two birds with one stone. "Okay, Yingzi, you've studied abroad, right? Just don't let me go hungry when you're there."
Zhang Huaiyi was in a relaxed mood. The days of fighting had made him nervous, fearing that his life would be in danger at any day. Now that he saw a hope of survival, he naturally relaxed a lot. The rabbit meat suspended above the campfire was roasting with a crackling sound, the tender meat bursting with an enticing aroma and dripping with golden fat. Duanmu Ying fiddled with the charcoal fire and promised with a smile: "Don't worry about that. I have a small stash of money over there. Even if we eat to our heart's content, it won't cost much." "Besides, Brother Huaiyi, we probably won't stay there for long." "If we don't stay there, where are we going?" Zhang Huaiyi was confused as to what this girl's plans were. Was she going to continue to move to another country? Facing his puzzled eyes, Duanmu Ying brought a shocking news. "Come back." She murmured softly, "My red hand is still lacking in power. It can only heal injuries, diseases, and regenerate broken limbs." "But, if you give me a year, I can use my red hands to change my appearance for you. It is completely different from the disguise techniques in the martial arts world. It is a real face modification, flawless, like a rebirth." "Even if we return to our country, no one can find out our identities through the method of Wang Qi unless they are people we spend every day with." Zhang Huaiyi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he blurted out: "It's so mysterious?!" "Yes." "If you, Brother Huaiyi, also know how to gather your Qi, then it will be absolutely safe." After many life and death experiences, Duanmu Ying has great trust in Zhang Huaiyi. Not only did she not hide anything, she also told him about Lan Shou's abilities. "In fact, there is a more top-secret method, but the risk is too great, so I didn't try it." "Oh? Yingzi, what is it?" "Brother Huaiyi, do you know how to possess a body?" Duanmu Ying patiently explained: "Using a ghost to possess a body and forcibly occupy the body of another person, this kind of thing should be common among you Taoists, right?" "Yes." Zhang Huaiyi thought for a moment and said, "According to what you said, the Blue Hand is used to manipulate the soul and modify the memory? Yingzi, are you trying to say that you can use the Blue Hand to directly snatch someone's body?" Duanmu Ying did not deny his opinion at the first time, but said quietly: "Brother Huaiyi, from my perspective, there are three things that make up a living person: soul, memory, and consciousness." "Without any one of them, they cannot survive, and the Blue Hand happens to be able to exert influence on them." “How do you turn a passerby into you?” "Red Hand modifies the passerby's body, Blue Hand resets the soul, memory, and consciousness, and then copies it, that's it;" "Of course, your original soul, memory, and consciousness will be directly placed into another body through the blue hand. This can be considered as rebirth." "The difference between the two is that if it's the former, there will be two Zhang Huaiyi in the world, and they won't even know each other's existence even if they just modify some of their memories. But with the latter, there is only one you." "It's amazing, right? However, it's just a concept. It's theoretically feasible, but I haven't tried it yet. It's like performing an operation. What a foreign book says is one thing, but when you do it yourself, you realize it's another thing. There are too many emergencies to deal with. Any external factors may affect the already low success rate, causing it to drop again and again." Zhang Huaiyi's brain was struck by lightning. He thought that the origin of Qi body was already among the best in the Eight Great Skills, and even had the potential to firmly occupy the strongest position.
It was not until this moment, following Duanmu Ying's sharing, that he realized how arrogant and proud he was, and that he almost fell into complacency. If they really had to come to a comparison of who was better, Shuangquanshou was no worse than Qitiyuanliu. Zhang Huaiyi asked Wu Gensheng about the prospects of practicing the origin of Qi body. Everyone was present at that time. He was told that if this unique skill was mastered, it would be possible to cultivate Qi infant and gain insight into the secret of immortality. Moreover, the number of Qi infants might not be limited. At first, when Zhang Huaiyi got the answer, he was still nervous, fearing that the source of this Qi body would attract the prying eyes of others, but everyone behaved indifferently. Now that I think about it, the Eight Great Skills are just techniques of the same level, each containing its own remarkable secrets. After all, they were all obtained through comprehension of the Purple Yang Jade Disk, so the difference between them is very small, or even non-existent. At this point, Zhang Huaiyi's competitive mind became clearer, and he couldn't help but admire: "You have amazing hands, Yingzi." "Hey, why are you saying that? Come, eat some meat to replenish your energy. We'll set off tonight after a rest. We expect to reach our destination in about two days." The rabbit meat was roasted until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Duanmu Ying took one and handed it to Zhang Huaiyi. The two of them were already starving, so they didn't care about their image and started to wolf it down. Half an hour later, the bonfire went out. Taking advantage of the dead of night, they boarded a lone boat and sailed down the river. At noon the next day, they passed through a town. Duanmu Ying still had some silver bills, and Zhang Huaiyi protected her. The two went into the market to buy dry food and coarse cakes. The time was short, so they didn't dare to stay for long. Just as they were about to leave, they were spotted by a figure passing by by chance. "Huai Huai Yi?!" Tian Jinzhong, who was standing at the corner of the street, could hardly believe his eyes when he saw the familiar figure. After going down the mountain for more than a month, he and his senior brother worked together to search in vain. In order to find Zhang Huaiyi's whereabouts in advance, they chose to disperse and act in order to gain a little more chance. However, he found them by luck and thought it was an illusion. However, when he called them softly, the two people ran away. "?" Tian Jinzhong chased after him quickly, having a strong premonition that it was his junior fellow apprentice. "call out--!" In a moment, Tian Jinzhong was running at full speed, running through the streets and alleys, climbing over eaves and walls. However, due to the presence of Duanmu Ying, their speed was slow and the two were finally stopped. "Brother, are you here to arrest me?!" In view of the miserable conditions of his other sworn brothers, Zhang Huaiyi looked alert. Although he felt reluctant, he was still prepared to take action. "Huaiyi, listen to my advice." Tian Jinzhong saw that his junior fellow apprentice had some misunderstanding, and hurriedly advised him: "It's not too late to turn back now. Master ordered me and my junior fellow apprentice to go down the mountain, that's it." "No, brother, I won't go back." During his escape, Zhang Huaiyi gathered a lot of information and naturally knew what would happen if he returned. His cultivation would be abolished and he would be imprisoned for life. He would never be able to hold his head up in the mountains for the rest of his life. It would be better for him to die outside. (End of this chapter)